Calamity
You call me
But I try my hardest
To prove to you that I am not just, Calamity
I shouldn’t have to though, no
I shouldn’t have to prove you that I can be more

I’ve told you, time and time again
I hate that part of myself,
My chaotic side
The dramatic or depressive side
Every negative side of myself
The side that makes people run away
From me
From my life
From my pleas to stay

Sadness
You call me
But those words that you describe me as
Are the reason others call me ‘fake’ or a ‘liar’
Because of those labels
I have lost love, with friends, family,
and other relationships
Cause i thought everyone would judge me like
You.
They didn’t though. Ever.